𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

she/they - 🤍🩶🖤💜🏳️‍🌈- kinda me just venting on here about real events but with the occasional piece of fiction. if any of yall need to yap or rant, im always here just comment or do the message thing! hope yall enjoy!

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Followers

Following

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Writings

Followers

Following

wind and sea and storm

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

storm

recks havoc

around me,

god of sea,

and storm

let us free,

god of lightening,

hunker down

for a quiet night.

wind and rain

recks havoc

around me,

god of strength,

let me live,

god of health,

heal me fast.

wind and

rain and

storm

wreck

havoc

around me...

Poetry

preaching preachers

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

the preachers

are preaching

each deadly sin,

they tell people

to live

within the will of god

for otherwise

you shan’t go far

or near,

but to

the depths of

the underworld.

but maybe it’s

the preaching preachers

sinning themselves?

for teaching people

who trust in preachers

to live their lives

a certain way?

by giving them

something to fear

instead of something

for hope?

shouldn’t that

be a sin

i...

Poetry

a slipping mask

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

hanging out with

adult lesbians,

married and

proud, starts to

make me careless.

because 3 miles

of a river

can really bring

to girls together,

with moana

songs and

dolphin jokes

and falling off a

paddle board

can make her

eyes look like

sparkling gems

in the sun,

even as

we both burn.

and i know

a lesbian

sees me

hiding in this closet

the mask is slipping,

a gay sticker and

a gay fan and

the ev...

Poetry

villain

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1 min read

why

am i the villain?

he was the one

who called me names.

she was the one

who called me names.

she was the one

who said i was being rude

when i thought

i was just speaking

in truth.

it hurts,

you know,

when people

create a

monster

of a child....

Poetry

the people on tv

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

isn’t it

insane

to meet the people

you see on TV,

because i was just

sitting on the beach

and then

boom!

there’s Young Sheldon

standing there

in the flesh.

a picture and a crowd

and then

they’re gone,

except on

the TV...

Poetry

tell me tragedy

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

tell me tragedy

tell me terror

tell me about

the monsters under

my bed.

tell me things

you never want to say,

tell me darkness,

tell me torture.

tell me of

the little kids

that died.

tell me their names,

tell me their names.

because

they yell in my head,

“tell me”

tell me,

they shake my hands

they whisper words

of sorrow.

they tell me of the parents

they lost

they tell me of the parents

that lost ...

Poetry

The Divine: Volume I

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1 min read

it started out

in darkness,

where They roamed.

They ate eachother,

with no mercy,

cruelty was Their culture.

They couldn’t see,

with blank orbs,

stuck in Their skulls.

and They lived like this,

until as long

as They could remember....

Poetry

machine

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

sometimes

i feel as if

i am…

a machine.

when people

assume

i am heartless-

“i don’t think you’re

really sorry”

they think

i am not

human-

“she’s soulless”

because i

cry oil

instead of tears,

because i am

cold,

i run on

gasoline.

i am just

a part to them,

a scrap of junk,

without feelings

they say

i don’t feel

anything.

so now i am

a machine:

efficiency

and brutality

instead of

flesh and

bone...

Poetry

the “lack” of love

𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔴𝔦𝔫

1 min read

i’ve read

so many romcoms

where they want

to be together,

to kiss and touch,

and do the whole package,

and i always thought:

maybe i’m just broken,

for not wanting that.

but i realize now,

love comes in many

shapes and sizes,

that i am not broken,

i just experience

love in a way

that doesn’t involve

kissing and touching

and the whole package...

Poetry

fighting

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1 min read

i watched

as they tore her apart,

fighting with

herself at every turn,

fighting everyone with

it...

Poetry